Qinhan Pass, small building, second floor. When Han Chan went upstairs, the scene on the second floor appeared in front of him. Hundreds of mirrors are placed in different places, at different angles and in different shapes. The mirrors are connected with red wires, and copper bells are hung on the red wires. Any shaking of the red wire will cause the copper bell to ring. Most mirrors are pointed at one place. The cicada in the corner was staring there, its wings trembling slightly, and it might jump up at any time. There is a ghost there. To be precise, it is the soul of Ksitigarbha of the Protectorate. He entered the ghost realm from a human body and fell into eternal purgatory. He could neither survive nor die. He suffered in the earth's upheaval for twenty years. A few days ago, he also visited the director and helped him improve his level.
If Jiang Bai hadn't rushed back in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. This time, Jiang Bai can't come back. Reflected in countless mirrors, Ksitigarbha looked natural and said, "I miss you so much after our quick farewell last time. I still have many doubts in my heart, and I would like to ask the donor to answer them." Behind countless mirrors, the director's voice came, "Why bother doing it like this?" Obviously, the director is communicating with Ksitigarbha and making a last-ditch effort. They are not enemies in the first place. There is no need to become like this. Maybe there is a better solution. Jizo sighed, "The young monk is no longer a human being, a ghost is not a ghost, there is no way to heaven, and there is no door to hell, so he can only resort to this trick. Don't blame the donor, there is nothing in this world that can be controlled by humans." "I don't blame you, it's just that you did this...hey...how can I tell you?" Behind the mirror, there was the sound of hair being scratched, and the director said distressedly, "Do you know that what you are doing now is because others want you to do it, and you will be so successful? Otherwise, at any other time, you would not have the chance to stand in front of me. The Fourth Research Institute is just here Use you..." "Donor, what's the difference between being used by heaven and earth and being used by other people in this life?" Ksitigarbha remained unmoved and stubborn. "It's enough that you have your own uses." "It's different. They use you not to achieve your goals, but to achieve their goals." The director quickly said, "You want to ferry me, they just want to stop me, some want me to do something I don't want to do, some just want me to die early..." While the director was speaking, the floor and ceiling of the second floor began to light up with golden light, and countless words slowly emerged.
His realm has indeed fallen, and his strength is not as good as before, but it does not mean that the director has no means. Person type No. 49 [good at arguing]. Mantra [Words must be deeded, deeds must bear fruit]. If Ksitigarbha cannot convince the director, or is even convinced by the director, he will change his mind and stop taking action. Unfortunately, the level gap between the two sides is really too big. "Donor, the young monk doesn't understand this." Ksitigarbha made a flower-like gesture with his left hand, showing a kind smile. "The donor is really good at eloquence, but the young monk is so incompetent that he can only make this poor decision. Please forgive me, donor." As soon as the words fell, countless golden lights shattered, and the arranged words turned into nothingness. Behind the mirror, the director coughed lightly and spit out a mouthful of blood. Use many means to set up the formation, then use the mirror to ask your heart, and activate the mantra. The director did everything he could to the limit. Even so, it only delayed Jizo for less than five minutes. "Donor, I don't have much time." The negotiation broke down and Ksitigarbha decided to take action. In the mirror, a figure slowly appeared. Although he is a soul, he is still restricted by the Death Forbidden Area of the Protectorate. If he wants to force his hand, he will have to pay the price. The mirrors all over the room began to shake. There were more and more cracks on the mirrors, and the figure became clearer and clearer. You could even see the cassock on his body. Black smoke began to emit from Ksitigarbha's seven orifices, and his benevolent face became distorted, looking a bit evil. It was difficult to tell whether he was a Buddha or a demon. He shouted lowly, "Donor, there is no end to the sea of suffering. Little monk, when you cross this sea of suffering, don't look back!" "Remember, if you go against the will of heaven, your life or death will depend on it!" As he spoke, a ray of light flew out from his two palms, dazzlingly bright, and the Tao emerged. In the small space, strange phenomena occurred frequently, like a goddess scattering flowers, and gods and Buddhas looming all over the sky. As long as you are bathed in the light, you can reach the sky in one step, forcibly sublimate three times, and reach the realm of 'defying heaven'. As for how long you can live...it varies from person to person. If it were Jiang Bai who was hit by this blow, he might be able to live until the end of the world, and he would have to thank Ksitigarbha. With the director's physical condition, he would be able to survive for three breaths at most after recovering to the third level of sublimation [Defying Heaven]! And these three breaths are enough for Ksitigarbha to fulfill his wish! He will use the ‘Tianwen’ that has returned to the top to get the answer he wants! Seeing the other party taking action forcefully, the director hesitated for a moment and ultimately did not choose to ask for help.
In this world, everyone is likely to die, and no one is immune to death, including the director himself. It was with this awareness that he embarked on this path. Nowadays, turmoil is everywhere and the situation is urgent. Emperor Kong Tian is running around, Jiang Bai is trapped in the burial ground, and the King of Humans is unconscious... Counting the time, it's my turn. Compared with those who have traveled this journey, the director is extremely lucky to have made it to where he is today. The director gave up shaking people, but did not give up struggling. He still tried to find ways to survive within his own capabilities. He had known for a long time that the spirit of Ksitigarbha would come to him again, and the other party's target was not Jiang Bai, but himself! To be precise, the Buddha and the Demon, they each have their own goals. The Demon wants to kill Jiang Bai, and the Buddha wants to convert the director. If the director continues to follow Jiang Bai, it will only increase the danger for both of them, and they will both die in the end. The road ahead is still long and difficult. The director bets his hope on Jiang Bai, so he hopes that Jiang Bai can go further. Behind the mirror, the director's movement speed is not fast, but the light has been misled and failed to catch up with him. But running away like this can only escape for a while, not for a lifetime. When the light forced the director into a dead end, he showed a miserable smile on his face. Even if he didn't need [Heavenly Questions], the director knew that he was doomed this time. At this moment, his life may only be three breaths away from the end. The speed of light surpasses everything. At the last moment when the light was about to fall on the director, a shadow flew out from the dark corner and blocked the director. Before and after the battle, no one could pay attention to this cicada because someone had concealed the secret for it. That person's method was very clever and ingenious, even the soul of Ksitigarbha could not find it. And at this moment, at the most unexpected moment, an accident occurred. This light fell on the cicada! In an instant, the small building was filled with the sound of cicadas. "Zhi-la-zhi-la-"
